The Empress certainly wouldn't dare, yet Bai Wutong still felt a lingering knot of unease in her heart.
Yunhe was born of her own flesh and blood; she couldn't go a single day without thinking of him and worrying.
Knowing she could push no further, Bai Wutong swallowed her bitterness. "This concubine understands. As long as Your Majesty can guarantee Yunhe’s safety, I will never speak of this again."
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